Chapter 288 Dumbledore's Seriousness

Hogsmeade, in front of the Hogwarts train platform.

Looking at the train gradually moving away, Moon turned his head and focused his attention on Dumbledore.

"So what did you do to ensure you could keep an eye on him?"

Dumbledore showed a mysterious smile and replied: "Chocolate Frog's card."

chocolate frog

Well, what a fantastic choice.

"Also, Mu En, before you go back to spend Christmas Eve, there is one more thing I want to ask you for help with."

"Go ahead." Mu En looked at him.

"I want to re-check the security measures of the expo." Dumbledore said in a low voice: "After what happened yesterday, I don't want some unexpected surprises to happen.

I have to admit that I have overlooked some things before, whether it is Barty Jr.'s sneaking in or Mr. Weasley's unexpected state - these are things that I have ignored before.

Now, however, I want to prevent that situation from ever happening again. "

Mu En glanced at him. He thought it was a bit strange for this old guy to say such things.

"You were also replaced by Little Barty?" Mu En asked doubtfully, "When did you care about what your chess pieces think?"

Dumbledore smiled awkwardly: "Mo En, if I tell you the truth, what I said yesterday was not a pretense, but a deliberate change. After all, I am the principal of the children, right?"

"Tsk tsk tsk"

"I can't stand this look in your eyes," Dumbledore said helplessly.

"Okay." Mu En nodded: "Actually, it has nothing to do with me. Since you want to see the exhibition hall in person, then go ahead."

With that said, the two came to the hall of the Anglo-Greek Expo.

The huge white wizard hat building has long been located on the top of the mountain. In addition to its magnificent appearance, it also has a three-story structure inside.

At this time, the exhibition hall was not empty. The house elves were cleaning, and the Aurors from Greece were making final arrangements and security tests on the second floor, the ancient Greek history exhibition hall.

On the third floor, there is Moon's private library and some of the research done by Dumbledore and Nico Flamel, as well as the source of Nico's fame, which is the original version of "The Wonderful Book of Abraham of the Jews".

This can be said to be one of the most valuable exhibits in the entire exhibition hall.

On the first floor, there are works by many scholars in the magical world, including Damocles, Snape, and Professor McGonagall.

Of course, the dragons from Norway are also on the first floor. They are in the center, with a wide area for these big guys to move around.

At this moment Hagrid was standing here.

"Oh, Moon, Professor Dumbledore." Hagrid greeted.

"Hagrid." Mu En smiled back. Then Hagrid came over and said, "Mu En, is it possible that the space given to the dragons is too small? I just took a look and it's probably not enough space for the babies to flap their wings."

Small?

Mu En took a look at the location designated for the fire dragons. It covered an area of ​​at least several hundred square meters.

"Maybe it's a good suggestion." Mu En smiled.

Although he had previously considered the safe distance between the fire dragons and the exhibitors, and had made many magic pattern arrays for the fire dragons including sound insulation, sensory blurring, etc., but...

"Perhaps it would be better to be wider. After all, Hagrid, you are a professional."

"Mu En, I knew you understood me." Hagrid happily took Mu En's hand and shook it.

swaying sleeves

"Mo En, you! Your hands!!"

"Oh, it's not a big deal, there is magic." Mu En waved his hand casually, took out the crow-headed wand, and began to lightly tap the ground around the middle of the hall on the first floor.

On the smooth stone tile floor, a circle of magic patterns appeared.

"Let me see, Hagrid, is it enough to increase the diameter of the twisted space by five meters?"

This is another big circle.

But in Hagrid's opinion.

"How about a little bigger?"

"It's okay." Mu En smiled, but it was a bit troublesome.

Then, he began to modify the magic circle. At the same time, Dumbledore was also observing carefully.

"Sound insulation, spatial distortion, and constant temperature."

Mu En also looked at Dumbledore: "Do you have any suggestions for revision?"

"I don't think so. Regarding the protection of fire dragons, it is basically perfect. An invisible but real isolation zone is formed between tourists and fire dragons through twisted space spells. This is something I could not have imagined." Lido smiled.

"That's good." Mu En nodded.

Then, Dumbledore tried to say: "Mo En, can you give me some permission to modify the magic circle?"

"For the fire dragon?"

"No, it's the entire exhibition hall." Dumbledore said, "I want to set up an anti-Apparition spell that can be activated instantly."

"Already have it." Mu En nodded.

"Where are the portkeys, and the goblin Apparition, and the house elf Apparition."

"Ah this." Mu En opened her mouth.

He was a little unsure whether Dumbledore had hyperthyroidism.

Then, Dumbledore looked at him sincerely.

"Okay, if you want." Mu En nodded, stamped his wand on the ground, and the entire expo formation emerged.

"You can do your own thing, but don't change the monitoring formation, and don't touch the magic line connected to the ground."

"That is--" Dumbledore looked carefully, followed the flow of magic power in the magic array and observed downwards, and then he suddenly found that there was an extremely large heart in the entire underground!

"Is it alive?"

"Hmm." Muen nodded casually and focused his attention on the fire dragon's protective array again.

After the fire dragon's protective array was set up and passed Hagrid's professional certification, Muen looked at Dumbledore again.

The old guy was already panting, his whole brain was turned to the extreme, his forehead was full of sweat, but he still seemed to have no intention of stopping.

"Is he really hyperthyroid?" Muen muttered, then said goodbye to everyone and turned away.

Today is Christmas Eve.

In the evening, after sending Hermione home, Muen took Harry back to No. 13 Privet Drive.

"Are you going to see them?" Muen asked.

Harry looked out the window for a moment, then shook his head: "No, I've prepared a Christmas present for Dudley."

"Yeah." Moon nodded: "What do you want to eat tonight?"

This was the first time Harry heard Uncle Moon ask this question.

He thought for a moment and said: "Uh, roast chicken? A very traditional choice, I feel like it won't go wrong. If possible, there are fish soup and roast lamb?"

"It feels good." Moon nodded seriously, and then changed the subject: "Then I'll leave it to you."

"Ah? Yes, I cooked."

"Stinky boy." Moon smiled and collapsed on the sofa.

"By the way, Uncle Moon." Harry suddenly remembered something: "Professor Dumbledore invited the children of ordinary families in Hogwarts to participate in the Anglo-Greek Magic Fair on Halloween. Did you know about this?"

"There's this thing?" Moon was a little confused, and then thought about it, it was normal.

Dumbledore is now much more serious than Moon in trying to let everyone in the ordinary world see the magic world.

If he was just bored, he tried to do something like this.

Then Dumbledore really took this matter as a career.

"No wonder that guy was so serious about the safety of the exhibition hall after knowing that little Barty had sneaked into Hogwarts... Well, of course, if he really wanted to change his temper, maybe..."

Thinking about it, Muen smiled: "Let me guess, our Mr. Longbottom became a tour guide, after all, he has a good relationship with those children."

"Yes." Harry nodded: "So we agreed to go to the exhibition together, the day after tomorrow, the second day of Christmas."

"Because it takes a day for those children to take the Hogwarts Express, right." Muen said.

"Yes." Harry responded, then scratched his head: "So if Uncle Muen, you have any plans..."

"No, I don't have any plans." Muen waved his hand: "But if you have nothing to do tomorrow, go to Godric's Hollow."

"Ah?" Harry didn't react.

"Go to see your parents, right?" Muen smiled gently.

Harry reacted immediately, and then nodded solemnly.

"I know!"

The next morning, before the winter sun rose, Harry got up early and went to Godric's Hollow with the meteor.

In the cemetery, facing the lead-gray heavy sky, a ray of morning sun that was trying to penetrate, he gently wiped the two tombstones with his hands and presented them with a flower.

"Mom and Dad, I'm doing well now, don't worry." Harry said softly, and then he talked about many trivial things in life and study, and turned around and left when it was almost noon.

Back at No. 13 Privet Drive, as soon as he walked into the living room, he noticed the gifts that almost flooded the entire Christmas tree.

"Uncle Muen, these gifts of yours" Harry was a little surprised.

"And yours, you have a lot of fans in Slytherin now." Muen smiled: "Open it and take a look, and open it for me by the way."

"Okay." Harry put down the meteor, and the little guy jumped and walked to the Christmas tree with Harry.

"Oh, right." Harry looked at the old man next to him, first rummaged under the Christmas tree, and then found a gift as big as a suitcase.

Then, Harry showed the note.

"To Meteor, my good friend."

Although Harry didn't know where Meteor's eyes were, he could see that Meteor's whole body trembled, and then suddenly flew up in the whole living room.

Before Harry could react, he jumped under his crotch and took him around the living room.

"This guy" Mu En smiled helplessly.

"What are you laughing at? Have you ever given me a Christmas present?" Lucifer glanced at him, then sighed and shook his head: "Oh, man."

Mu En's face suddenly froze in embarrassment, and then his face changed, and he asked back: "Why, have you ever given me a Christmas present?"

"Huh——" Lucifer's head suddenly raised.

"Isn't the appearance of this uncle the biggest gift you have received in your life?"

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"Maybe." Mu En laughed: "If thinking like this can make you feel self-satisfied, then I won't refute you."

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Lucifer's heart was suddenly broken, and his face was full of pain.

"That's too much. Where did you learn such words?"

"Fred and George, they are good at saying such mean things." Moon laughed.

Meanwhile, Harry was opening presents.

To be honest, he hadn't thought about the origins of some of the presents.

For example, the sweater knitted by Mrs. Weasley.

They had only met at Regulus' funeral.

There were also many people in Slytherin who he only had an impression of, but they also sent him presents.

Looking back at himself, if Hermione hadn't said that to him last time, he would probably only remember to send Christmas presents to a few friends he knew.

"This." Harry held a package: "Isn't it from Professor Snape?"

"Maybe." Moon glanced at it.

Harry opened the package and found a bottle of potion in it.

"What is this?" Harry was a little confused, and then looked at the note.

It was indeed Professor Snape's handwriting.

"Angry Wolf Potion?"

"Blood Wolf Potion." Muen corrected: "Okay, Angry Wolf is the name Severus gave it, but I changed it after it was handed over to me. This name is really stupid."

Harry also nodded in approval. The Angry Wolf Potion is really a bit...

"Drinking the potion can strengthen the transformation of the werewolf, while ensuring the flow of magic power and a certain degree of rationality." Harry read out the effect of the potion: "How could Professor Snape think of giving me this thing."

Then, his eyes looked at the package again.

A manuscript was in it.

"Well, it seems that the formula of this potion is the professor's gift, and this bottle of potion is just a finished product for reference."

"Maybe after you succeed in refining it, you can give it to Lupin." Muen said.

"Yeah." Harry nodded. It seems that only Professor Lupin needs this around him.

Muen understands Severus's idea.

When Harry learns it, Severus can get rid of the job of brewing potions for Lupin.

After all, that guy really doesn't like Lupin and the others.

Soon, Harry also opened the package that Professor Snape gave to Uncle Moon.

It was also a recipe for the Blood Wolf Potion, but it was much more formal.

Harry searched around and couldn't find any connection between this thing and the gift.

Until he saw a Moon Jones in the name of the second author.

"It looks like this is the so-called Christmas gift that Severus gave me." Moon pouted.

"Well, this." Harry opened his mouth: "Uncle Moon, what gift did you give?"

"Me?" Moon looked up: "I didn't prepare a gift. I'm too lazy to make these things."

Then, he turned his attention to the book again.

Well, it seems that Hermione is right.